Tuesday, August 25, 2009

My poetic tribute to Michael Jackson "Smile"

Somber mood or shall I say singer moodGrab a nearby neighbor and lay your head on their shoulderThe heavenly rains shook our EarthFeeling like I was present in front row @ the Staple Center holding MJ's (Mary) hand viewing the most memorable memorial I can remember (@ this given point in my life)I prayed on drawing blanks of anything negative today because we have laid 1 of the greatest to restI fell upon a ill feeling from a Humanitarian fever handed over to me by the spirit of Michael JacksonI made a promise to my Love (recently) to try harderNow I've pledged to myself to try harderDistractions are attractions to an unfocused eyeAnd MJ's focus was of pure perfectionMy right hand held high against my forehead as I send a salute to all the speakers, attendees, family members, friends and die hard fans that were able to get a wift of his scent during a moment in his presenceHe was the only person on this planet that I would have been groupie-fied to meetAs wacky as most may say he looked I was captured by his God given talentI couldn't see the weird... I could only feel it thru his musicAnd from what I know, talented folks are crazeesI've been deemed nuts myselfAnd I honor him for his Wacko Jacko gift giving abilitesMy 5 year old niece danced and sang in her shower of today reciting over and over, "I'm Bad"A tear dropped while I looked @ the girl in the mirror because he's touching a life that was a little after his timeBut I guess that's the Webster Dictionary meaning of "TIMELESS"My ♥ feels heavy as I train ride to meet friends for food In a lovely web of what nextI give forth my gift of writingA penny or a million this is what is in the driver seat of my everydayAs I allow my passion to ride me around, I scream thank you Jesus for lifeJogging brain of the words dropping from the mouth of Al sharpton, brother Marlon and daughter Paris piercing my soulUsher singing "Gone too Soon"With a touch of the golden casket is the reason behind my swollen eyesMy favorite Queen reading the words of Maya A. sent shocks thru my veinsWe being the world and we being the children is a message from God sent into and delivered thru the ♥ of our MJI don't know what spirit is in me this day but it feels tingly all overAdmiring the butterfly wings on my purse knowing Michael just signed for his in HeavenWhen someone this great exits our world, we can only pray for nothing but greatness to comeI feel our best life is ahead of usAnd as I Step into store after store, riding in cab after cabI know his music will continue to haunt us as we celebrate his lifePain and sorrow we all feed off now But thru the knowing that this was God's decision to take him home to where he belonged, will eventually soothe our ♥'sGod allowed us to borrow him for a full half 50 years was more than enough to touch prolly every soul all over Mother EarthWell MJ, I want you to know as I close my eyes and speak to you directlyYou made God proud Your favorite song, "Smile"Will turn all frowns aroundWe as a nation, love you

My Story

PROVERBS 3:13-19
Happy are those who find wisdom and those who get understanding. For her income is better than silver and her revenue better than gold. She is more precious than jewels and nothing you desire can compare with her. Long life is in her right hand; In her left hand are riches and honor. Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace. She is a tree of life to those who lay hold on her; Those who hold her fast are called happy.